One of the Boys

One of the Boys- Surprise!

 "So here we are, your new dorm room," Mr. Wilson smiled at me and dropped my bags on the floor. He stared at me for a couple seconds, shifting on his feet.

"What?" I asked confused.

"Um..aren't you going to open the door?"

"Oh!" Wow Tori, that was smart.

I unlocked the door and Mr. Wilson helped me carry my bags inside. The place was pretty huge! It had it's own living room, and kitchen! Sweet. I looked around the dorm a little bit. There was only one bedroom with a bunkbed inside with two desks in the room. There was also another single bed in the room. So I'm going to have three roommates?Greeaat..Also there was two closets and a bathroom off to the side. The room was just plain white, well that's boring. Maybe my roommates will let me hang some posters or pictures or something. Hmm? I wonder where my roomies are anyway.

"You like it?" I jumped back surprised and turned to see a smirking Mr. Wilson.

"Sorry, did I scare you?"

I cleared my throat before speaking. "No of course not..."

"Well I would love to stay, but I don't want to. Have fun unpacking!" Mr. Wilson left before I could respond and now I was alone. I felt like Mr. Lonely.

"Lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely, I have nobody for my own" I laughed at myself before coming back into the living area. It was nice. the walls were white just like my room and there was three-seater couch with a pretty decent sized t.v. off in the corner.

The kitchen had marble counters and looked to already have pots and pans and other things we might need. This school came prepared. The fridge however, was empty.

I jumped about a few feet in the air when I heard a loud banging sound coming from outside.

"Hey if anybody's in there, can they please open the damn door?" I heard a muffled voice come from outside. I went up to the door and kind of wished there was a peephole so I could see who it was. I slowly opened the door and saw someone. Well, what I think was someone, because all I could see was three bags with someone's hands barely holding onto them.  

A guy stepped in and dropped his bags and immediatley hugged me.

"Oh thank god you were here to open the door! You know how hard it was to carry those all the way up here? Then I had to figure out how to open the door...it was just madness! Wow has anyone ever told you that you smell nice?!" I felt him take a big whiff of my hair and it sort of creeped me out a little bit.

He let me go and held out his hand for me to shake. I shook it and he said," Hi! My name is Aiden Willows, what's your name cutie?"

"Um my name is Cory Johnson, nice to meet you" I prided myself for not messing up my name and accidently saying Tori. Wait! Did he just call me cutie? Oh...

"I like that name. Cory, it has a nice ring to it," Aiden smiled at me. It wasn't a friendly smile, it was a flirty one. Oh Lord.

"Aiden, I'm just wondering, but are you, I don't know....gay?"

"Yeah, are you?"

"No..."

"Oh well that's a shame. Well I hope you're not uncomfortable with living with me, if you want I could move out," Aiden's smile faltered a bit like he was expecting for me to kick him out.

"Hell no! You can stay here, I'm not like one of those homophobic a-holes." I smiled at him and he smiled back.

"Well I can already tell we are going to be besties!" He squealed. Wow I thought only girls do that. I don't even do that.